[Nogrod]

Instead of performing immediately some examinations to find out who’s being infected and who’s not, the Villagers got stuck in discussions on how to actually identify those diseased, and what would be general symptoms that could reveal it. But interestingly enough, from there they went on lengths discussing different approaches on how to vote for it (sic!), and even if everyone should keep personal lists of their suspicions to be read out aloud to others. There were even separate discussions on how the quarantined would do in their seclusion and should they be listened to, or whether they should look for other diseases now that they had started to think of health-issues in the first place.

Even if most of the Day went on with people showing a brave face and acting light-heartedly, it was easy to feel the heightening tensions inside everyone’s heart – well, most everyone. And to the dismay of Húrin, there were even a few minor brawls between some of the people. It was not fitting that people would go after each other under his roof.

Especially Andróg's abrasiveness soon started to rub many people the wrong way. In the end it did it so badly, that many people seemed to have forgotten that they were searching for physically sick, not mentally repellent people. But when there in the end was a vote – against Húrin’s and Huor’s wishes who had pledged for unanimity to the end - Andróg was the one looking to get the vote.

As a last straw Andróg pleaded the less powerful of the village to save him for he would protect them against the malice of both Morgoth and the lords. That didn't work, but a wildly protesting Andróg was taken away.

~*~

There were not that many suitable places in the village to hold possibly numerous people in quarantine, as any small hut would not do. Finally, Húrin decided it would be his Hall where the presumed sick would be isolated from others. The healthy people could gather outside or at the barn, but the sick needed the best.

“They will still be our family, kinsmen and friends, for I fear this decision didn't quite save the day for us yet. So let us give them a decent place to suffer the isolation. I do not see any celebrations we’d need the Hall for anyway.”

Thus Andróg was locked inside the hall and the door was bolted.

It seems many people who wanted him there were right about one thing: he didn’t have the best of the Village in mind. Instead he hated everyone and especially wanted the villagers to drown into the disease.


Galadriel55 was Andróg aka. the Cobbler.


Dead, yes dead

Nogrod – “The Badger”, The Mod (dead on Night1)

Quarantined

Galadriel55, Andróg, The Cobbler (voted into QT on Day1)

Hanging around

Thinlómien
Legate of Amon Lanc
Huinesoron
Loslote
Pitchwife
Kath
Lhunardawen
Inziladun
Kitanna
A Little Green
Boromir88
Urwen
Lalaith
Brinniel
Eönwë
Macalaure
Rikae
Rune Son of Bjarne
THE Ka
Satansaloser2005
Shastanis Althreduin


It’s now Night 2

Nightly folks, do your worse / best. The rest, try to sleep if you can.


NB. The characters of the narrations will follow their personalities and commitments based on the legendarium, not the actions or words of the players in the game whom they are paired with. The game you play just directs their destinies and thus creates the narrative.